One year ago tonight, I sat on the side of our home church sanctuary, watching Darcy and Aidan finish their Awana year. In my arms lay a limp and sometimes whimpering Chase. It was the tenth day since his last chemo cycle and his counts were obviously plummeting; but masked, attached to his IV, too weak to stand and in strong discomfort, he refused to leave until he’d heard Darcy and Aidan’s names read for their awards.
When Darcy’s name was called at long last (as Aidan’s had been called several minutes earlier), he sighed, fussed, and begged to go home – his little body starting to burn with fever. Within an hour, we’d be one our way to the hospital and late this night a year ago, he’d be admitted for many days to fight infection and the chemo toll.
I’ve been thinking of those year ago moments with him in my arms all day today. And now, one year later, THIS…
Great is our Lord and abundant in power. Psalm 147:5
Abundant indeed that he who should have no memory can stand and speak, having memorized these words. I stand in awe…
Moment by moment.